Legend of the Embroiderer

The team members hid in the shadows of the core area of ​​the Netherworld Cult like ghosts. They held their breath and dared not make any movement for fear of attracting the enemy's attention.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the shocking scene happening in the center of the hall.

I saw the deputy of the Netherworld Cult standing in front of an altar with a strange shape and emitting a strange light, muttering to himself, as if he was conducting an unknown transaction with some mysterious power.

As the ceremony progressed, the evil aura emanating from the mysterious power grew stronger, spreading like a thick black fog, making it difficult for people to breathe and their heartbeats quickened involuntarily.

Li Zhao gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his fingers turning slightly white from exerting too much force. His eyes stared straight ahead, a vigilant glint flickering in them, as if he was ready to respond to any possible danger at any moment.

He lowered his voice, speaking in a low and nervous tone, "That power...what exactly is it? Why do I feel an unprecedented and huge threat from the bottom of my heart? This feeling is truly terrifying!"

Wu Chen, standing beside him, also had a solemn expression on his face. His brows were furrowed tightly, forming a deep furrow. His voice trembled slightly, but he still answered firmly:

"That's definitely not just the power of the Netherworld Cult itself. In my opinion, it's more like an evil spirit from ancient times. The power contained in this evil spirit far exceeds our imagination. If it is allowed to develop, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the entire martial arts world!"

At this point, Wu Chen's eyes flashed with determination, revealing the fortitude and courage a warrior should have: "So no matter what, we must find a way to stop them. We must not let this terrifying power be completely unleashed!"

At this moment, the mysterious old man who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke. He gently stroked the long beard on his chin and said slowly:

"You're right. If this power were truly controlled by the Netherworld Cult, the consequences would be disastrous. However, we must not act rashly and must plan carefully..."

Although his words were calm as water, they seemed to contain endless profound meaning, causing everyone present to fall into deep thought.

Lu Zhanyuan and Xiaoyun held each other's hands tightly, as if that was their last support in life.

Their eyes met, shining with an incomparable determination, like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating the dark road ahead.

"We will follow the team, no matter how many thorns and bumps there are on the road ahead!" Lu Zhanyuan's words were as loud as a bell, echoing in everyone's heart.

Xiaoyun nodded slightly to show her agreement. Her eyes were also firm, without any intention of retreating.

At this moment, the team members' emotions were like a turbulent sea, with ups and downs. On the one hand, the surprise brought by the new discovery was like a spring of fresh water that injected into their tired hearts and filled them with hope.

On the other hand, they were afraid of the great disaster that was about to happen, and they didn't know whether they could survive it safely.

They knew very well that the struggle before them was not just a simple contest of strength, but more like a fierce competition between wisdom and courage.

Only by combining both and bringing them to their full potential can we defeat evil and protect the light of justice in our hearts.

"We must act now!" Li Zhao's voice was sonorous and powerful, like the beating of a war drum. His sharp gaze swept across the faces of each team member in turn, as if trying to see through their eyes the courage and conviction deep within their hearts.

However, just when everyone was ready to go all out, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful energy wave erupted in the originally peaceful hall. The power swept in like a violent storm, instantly breaking the original tranquility.

Faced with this sudden situation, the team members' plans were immediately disrupted and they fell into chaos.

But Li Zhao remained calm in the face of danger. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He gripped the hilt of his sword even tighter and shouted, "Don't panic, everyone. We must act immediately to stop this transaction, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed and rushed towards the mysterious source of energy like an arrow...

Su Mengyao hurriedly followed behind the others, her clear and pleasant voice now tinged with anxiety. "Li Zhao is absolutely right. We must not stand idly by! If this evil spirit's power is ever released, it will surely cause a massive disaster!"

However, Wu Chen, who was standing in front, had a frown on his face, as if two deep grooves were carved on his serious face.

He spoke slowly, a warning etched in his voice: "Everyone, please do not act rashly. You must know that the Netherworld Cult's strength is unfathomable and cannot be underestimated. This action must be carried out with extreme caution!"

His right hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, as if he would draw the sword from the sheath at any time, but he forced himself to suppress the impulse.

Lu Zhanyuan, who was standing by, tightly grasped his sister's hand. His eyes, which were once clear and bright, could not help but reveal a hint of worry.

"What Elder Wuchen said makes perfect sense. Our current strength is indeed quite limited. In my opinion, perhaps we should retreat for now and reconsider our plans."

The old man, who had been silent all this time and exuded a mysterious aura, finally opened his lips. He stroked his long beard gently with his hand and said slowly:

"This is truly a difficult matter! Under the current circumstances, we must carefully weigh the risks and opportunities involved to choose the most appropriate response."

The atmosphere of the entire team suddenly became solemn, and the tense and complicated emotions were like an invisible net, covering everyone's heart.

Everyone knows that the fierce battle that is about to unfold is not just a simple confrontation of power between the two sides, but also a life-and-death contest of wisdom and courage!

"We must unite and face this extremely difficult and unprecedented challenge together!" Li Zhao's sonorous and powerful voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the entire team for a long time.

His face was solemn, his eyes were like torches, and his majestic gaze slowly swept over the faces of each member one by one, as if he wanted to deeply imprint the belief of unity into their hearts, so that they could truly understand the importance of unity in the face of the difficulties they were facing at the moment.

At this time, the team members sitting together all had solemn expressions, everyone had a tense face, and were concentrating on the intense and fierce discussion of countermeasures.

However, in this serious atmosphere, suddenly, a strange silence fell.

It turned out that Zhao An had behaved extremely abnormally, which instantly broke the already tense atmosphere.

Everyone was shocked to find that Zhao An's eyes had become empty and extremely cold, as if they had lost their souls and were dull and lifeless.

What's even more creepy is that a strange and eerie aura emanates from the depths of his eyes, as if he is controlled and possessed by some terrifying evil spirit.

Li Zhao, who had been closely watching the team members' every move, naturally noticed Zhao An's astonishing change immediately. His heart suddenly tightened, and his brows knitted tightly, forming two deep furrows.

At the same time, he raised his voice, his tone mixed with a hint of hard-to-disguise vigilance and worry: "Zhao An, what's wrong with you?"

As he spoke, his sharp eyes were fixed on Zhao An, not daring to miss any subtle changes in his eyes, no matter how small.

At the same time, Wu Chen, who possessed a keen magical perception ability, also relied on his unique insight into the fluctuations of magical power to quickly detect the unusual movement of magical energy spreading in the surrounding air.

He lowered his voice, speaking calmly yet anxiously, "Something's not right. I can sense a powerful evil spirit possessing Zhao An."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his right index finger without hesitation, gently touched Zhao An's smooth forehead, and began to chant, casting a mysterious spell specifically used to dispel evil forces.

A frightening light of vigilance flickered in his narrow eyes, as sharp as a wolf in the dark night. "Everyone, please be extra careful! In my opinion, Zhao An's mind has been taken over by an evil spirit."

As he spoke, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand. In just a moment, he could unsheathe the sword that was shining with cold light, protecting the entire team from any potential threats.

On the other side, Lu Zhanyuan and Xiaoyun also held each other's hands tightly with solemn expressions. They looked into each other's eyes, and they could see the unwavering light in the depths of each other's eyes.

Lu Zhanyuan spoke first, his voice resonant and powerful, filled with immense trust in the team and his unwavering pursuit of justice: "We will advance and retreat together with the team. Even if the road ahead is difficult and thorny, we will never retreat!"

Xiaoyun immediately agreed, "That's right!" Her voice was clear and pleasant, but it also revealed an unquestionable determination.

At this moment, the mysterious old man, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly raised his hand and gently stroked his long beard. His voice was deep and magnetic, tinged with a hint of profound wisdom that was difficult for others to grasp:

"Zhao An, ah Zhao An, have you really forgotten who you are?"

As the words came out of his mouth, the old man's gaze, as deep as a deep pool, shot straight at Zhao An, as if he wanted to use this powerful spiritual power to break through the shackles imposed on Zhao An by the evil spirit and awaken his original consciousness.

However, just as everyone was holding their breath, Zhao An's body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been cast under a spell and could not move.

Immediately afterwards, a barely perceptible trace of struggle flashed across his originally clear and bright eyes, but unfortunately, this trace of struggle was only a flash in the pan, and in the next instant it was completely suppressed by the surging evil spirit power in his body.

"You...you don't even try to block my way!" At this moment, the voice that came out of Zhao An's mouth became extremely hoarse and unpleasant, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, as eerie and terrifying as if it came from it.

There was no longer any sense of familiarity as before, making it almost impossible for people to believe that the person in front of them was the Zhao An they once knew.

The atmosphere in the team was so tense it felt like water could drip out of it. The tension and complexity intertwined, making it almost suffocating. Every member was completely absorbed in the work, making final preparations for the upcoming operation.

They knew very well that the upcoming struggle was not a simple contest of strength, but a desperate contest of wisdom and courage.

"We can't wait any longer! We must act immediately. Otherwise, once the evil spirit's power spreads, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Li Zhao's voice was as loud, firm and powerful as a bell. His sharp eyes like an eagle swept across the faces of each team member in turn, hoping that the determination in his eyes could infect everyone and make everyone deeply understand the criticality of the current situation.

Originally, this united team planned to join forces to crush the Netherworld Cult's sinister plot. However, to everyone's surprise, their long-time ally, Zhao An, betrayed them.

At this moment, Zhao An has been completely controlled by the dark power of the evil spirit, and has transformed into a terrifying new enemy that the entire team has to face.